Chapter 100 Zhao Lang, Are You Ready to Die?

When Hu Hai was shocked by Lang Ge's battle, the battle on the other side never stopped, and became more and more cruel, even tragic!倀

The only remaining dragon and phoenix are already scarred and will disappear at any time like the other two dragons.

That one, the originally huge black dragon, was now the smallest in size, half smaller.

Naturally, the eight-headed snake was also injured. Two of its heads were knocked off again, and this time it did not grow any new ones, and its size also shrank.

But even so, everyone can see that the defeat of Daqian's side is only a matter of time.

Many ordinary Daqian soldiers have sat on the ground in great dejection. When failure becomes a foregone conclusion, there seems to be no difference between persisting longer and persisting shorter.

And just seeing that this eight-headed snake almost wiped out his army of ghost beasts at once, we knew that the fate of these people would definitely not be much better.

Even those who are not afraid of life and death for the sake of their relatives, friends, and aspirations,

Now, they can't even help because they will die if they get close to the battlefield.

After death, their flesh, blood and souls will become nutrients for the eight-headed snake.

Therefore, you can't escape if you run away, and you can't fight if you fight.

And not only themselves, but also their family, friends and everything they care about cannot escape the fate of being destroyed.

No one can save them.

Thinking of this, everyone can only feel the most powerless despair!

But the battle is still going on, and time seems to have no meaning. Anyway, the sky has already been occupied by clouds of different colors.

The entire sky, except for the area occupied by the angel tribe, was dark.

No one could tell clearly whether it was day or night. I don’t know when a wail sounded again in the sky.

Everyone looked up blankly and saw the originally beautiful and fiery red phoenix slowly falling from the sky.

During the fall, it turned into pieces of flying flames and disappeared.

As soon as the figure fell from the clouds, it was caught by the surviving masters of the Wu family, but in the eyes of others, this did not mean much, it was just a matter of dying earlier or dying later.

Sure enough, not long after, the real dragon represented by Li Shimin in the sky also fell down under the siege of several heads of the eight-headed serpent.

Only the scarred black dragon was left in the sky fighting against the eight-headed serpent alone.倀

At this time, both sides were already trading life for life. The black dragon bit off one of the heads of the eight-headed serpent, and two holes were torn open in his own body. Countless dragon energy flowed out like blood. , the size of the black dragon was once again two points smaller.

At this time, the eight-headed snake still has the energy to roar about filial piety.

"You, this dragon, can still hold on! How long will it take?"

"Wait for me. I will kill you and swallow your dragon energy. I will destroy your entire country under my feet!"

The resentment in his heart at this time can no longer be described in words.

In order to fight against the four dragons and one phoenix, as well as the black dragon that appeared out of nowhere, he had no choice but to destroy almost all the ghost beast army.

Use these flesh and souls to fight one against five!倀

Although he doesn't care about the life and death of those ghost beasts, these things are originally tools for him to collect flesh, blood and souls.

Who cares when it comes to a tool?

But the problem is that without these tools, it will be impossible for him to expand towards the devil and angel tribes in a short time.

He will lose a lot of time, which is exactly what he needs most!

How could he not hate it in his heart?

The poisonous fire in his heart was boiling, and he became more ruthless!

This time, he took the initiative to let the black dragon bite one of his heads, and then the whole snake body was wrapped around it!倀

At the same time, the remaining heads bit the opponent's neck tightly!

The two sides have been fighting for so long, and the other side is at the end of its strength!

He now wants to chop off the opponent's head in front of everyone!

Completely destroy the faith of those Dagan people!

When the time comes, he will use the ghost beast clan to drive those Dagan people to die for him!

The dragon is the totem of the Dagan people, so he will completely destroy the other party!

The two sides were entangled at this time. They had already lost the mysterious elegance and power at the beginning, but were like two most primitive beasts, engaged in the most primitive and bloody duel!倀

But the black dragon, which has never been replenished, is obviously no match for the eight-headed snake.

Although he also severely injured the opponent, the black dragon's neck had been bitten hard by several heads.

Defeat is imminent.

At this time, all the people in the Daqian camp closed their eyes in pain.

This time, they had tried their best, but the other party was right at the beginning.

How can man defeat God?

Without God's great efforts, this war would have been doomed to fail at the very beginning!倀

But at this moment, a white light lit up slightly in the sky, getting brighter and brighter.

Wherever the white light went, it dispersed the fire clouds in the sky and the black mist of the eight giant snakes.

It's like dawn,

Seeing this scene, even the eight-headed serpent and the black dragon, who were fighting for life and death, couldn't help but look over.

The white light slowly dissipated, and an extremely handsome young man holding his waist, and a red-faced Angel Tribe woman appeared in front of everyone.

As if sensing the gazes of others, the Angel Clan woman hid behind the young man a little shyly.

"Alang, there are so many people."

For the first time in this situation, she was still very shy.

The extremely handsome young man is naturally Zhao Lang.

Zhao Lang felt lazy and quickly said,

"Don't be afraid, wait for me to kill a snake first."

After saying that, he walked towards the direction of the eight-headed snake with a fierce look on his face.

When he said these words, he didn't cover up at all, and his voice was even a little loud.

The eight-headed snakes all saw it. At this time, they even had enough energy to take out a head and pointed towards Zhao Lang in the direction of Feng Dao.

"Even if you regain all your strength now, what will happen?"

"I can kill you the first time, and I can kill you the second time! The worst I can do is destroy another head!"

"It's just that this time, I will torture you slowly..."

But before he could finish his words, Zhao Lang's momentum suddenly increased, rising all the way from the original 6th paragraph!

Paragraph 7, Paragraph 8, and finally stopped at Paragraph 9!

Seeing this scene, everyone in the Daqian camp couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope in their hearts!

Paragraph 9!倀

It is the highest state that all practitioners can achieve!

According to rumors, he is as good as the gods!

If the other party hadn't deliberately released his own level aura, ordinary practitioners wouldn't be able to detect it at all.

Hu Hai, who was lying on the ground at this time, looked at Zhao Lang who was busy in the sky, and his face was already filled with tears.

"Brother Lang can really pretend, when will it be my turn!"

If he could just pretend like this once, he would die without regrets.

Princess Daisy, who had been beside her, couldn't help but look surprised.

"Eating that little girl has such a great effect. No wonder the boy from Demong has been thinking about it. It's a pity that he got the advantage."

At this time, the face of the eight-headed snake was also ugly. The realm of the 9th stage was only one step away from the gods.

However, one step away is like a chasm!

The eight-headed snake said gloomily,

"Even if you have the strength of level 9, you are still a mortal!"

"If I destroy two more heads, it will be enough to kill you!"

God is God.倀

Listening to the words of the eight-headed snake, Zhao Lang just rushed towards the opponent. Unless he had other purposes, he always didn't like nonsense when killing people.

No matter how many words you have, it’s never too late to talk after the killing!

As for the gap between gods and mortals mentioned by the other party, he actually agreed.

Just like the difference between quantity and quality, quantity sometimes never compares to quality.

The problem is, he is not human! Not a mortal thing!

He is Pixiu, one of the Chinese mythical beasts!

Divine beasts are also gods!倀

Lord: Ward off evil spirits! Town house!

All the way!

When approaching the eight-headed snake, his body suddenly changed, and a huge Pixiu appeared between heaven and earth!

Seeing this scene, the Eight-Headed Orochi suddenly changed his expression and wanted to deal with it with all his strength, but how could the black dragon on the side let him succeed?

Hold on to the opponent's body with all your strength!

Pixiu jumped up, bit one of the heads of the eight-headed snake, and then bumped into it!

In an instant, the black dragon, Pixiu, and the eight-headed snake were three giant creatures. On the vast ground, there was a struggle!倀

The damage caused by its huge body is unimaginable to ordinary people.

No matter who the three were, every time they attacked, they caused huge damage!

Grooves appeared out of thin air on the ground, and gradually the entire battlefield was obscured by dust and clouds.

People outside the battlefield can only wait for the final result with solemn expressions.

The only sound they could hear was the curses coming from the eight-headed snakes from time to time.

"You are also a ninth-level practitioner after all! You actually use such despicable methods!"

"This god has the body of a snake, why are you digging your crotch! Shameless...ah!"

But soon, the sound gradually became quieter, and the clouds of dust and smoke flying in the sky gradually subsided.

Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath and stared at the direction of the battlefield.

Suddenly, the dust moved again, and a huge snake head appeared with a ferocious face!

Seeing this scene, the faces of all the people in the Daqian camp instantly turned pale!

They were defeated after all...

But before they could think about it, a huge Pixiu head appeared, bit the snake's head, and then gave it a hard shake.

In an instant, the body and head are in a different place,

Without the head, the huge body covered with wounds collapsed, and once again... stirred up a cloud of dust.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the Daqian camp couldn't help but tremble, and their faces were even red with excitement!

Did they win?

They won!

Everyone involuntarily wanted to run forward to the side of the black dragon and Pixiu.

Cheers and encouragement for them!

But the next moment, they saw the brave animal, suddenly jumped up, and stepped on the eight-headed snake.

It wasn't until he almost made the other person's flesh puree that he said harshly,

"He's finally dead now!"

"Forget about being ugly, you still talk a lot."

After scolding the other party severely and letting go of the bad breath in his heart, Pixiu changed his mind.

He became that extremely handsome young man again.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but be stunned. The cheers they had prepared were choked in their throats for some reason.

They seemed to be able to vaguely understand now why the eight-headed snake scolded each other before.倀

Of course, they won in the end!

Just as they were preparing and cheering, a sudden shock passed through their feet.

Zhao Lang couldn't help but frowned, glanced at his feet, and then felt that the direction of the vibration was the location of the Ghost Beast Tribe's homeland.

Zhao Lang immediately raised his head and looked over, and the next moment, his expression became extremely serious.

Because he saw a flash of fire.

That ray of fire didn't seem very big, but it connected the sky and the earth in the distance.

He does know that there is a scenario that can cause such an effect.

That's a volcanic eruption!

But if people can see it so clearly from such a long distance, how huge must the scale of the explosion be?

The fire didn't last long, and soon turned into billowing black smoke.

Spreading towards the surrounding surroundings that block out the sun,

Zhao Lang's expression became more solemn at this time, and he transformed again into the state of Pixiu.

Because those black smoke dispersed too fast!

This place is far away from ghosts and beasts, and the mainland is more than ten thousand miles away?倀

These practitioners have to go for more than ten days!

But those thick black smoke are coming in an instant!

When he got closer, Zhao Lang could clearly see what kind of black smoke was here. It was the countless so-called gods of the ghost beast clan that he had already seen!

This is far more than millions, but hundreds of millions!

The black smoke condensed again, and not long after, a brand new eight-headed snake appeared in front of everyone again. The eight heads looked at Zhao Lang with a ferocious smile and shouted,

"As long as the Holy Mountain is here, I will never be destroyed. How many more times can you kill me?"

This time, even Zhao Lang couldn't help but take a deep breath. How many sins had he committed in his previous life?倀

There must not be that many people on that island anymore, or do you mean that those people’s subsequent lifetimes are also included?

That's literally hundreds of millions.

But how to fight this now?

Even if he wanted to increase his strength with Angela, he didn't have time.

Real despair appeared on other people's faces at this time!

They paid all the price and finally won this game, but who knows,

The other party instantly returned to his prime state!倀

They didn't have any chance.

At this time, Zhao Lang just said with a cold face,

"I can kill you once, I can kill you twice, three times, no matter how many times you are resurrected, I can kill you!"

If there is no other choice, then you have to fight if you have to.

Soon, in the sky, Pixiu was killing the opponent again!

The black dragon, who was already scarred, dragged his tired body to Pixiu's side again, fighting the tiger brother and joining the battle of father and son!

At this time, the eight-headed snake let out a cruel laugh,

"This god wants you to suffer eternal torture...what!"

But before he finished speaking, his face suddenly changed wildly, and the eight snake heads didn't even care about the coming danger.

They all looked in the direction of the Ghost Beast Tribe’s homeland!

I saw two small mushroom-shaped smoke rising there, drowning the shining holy mountain!

But you can see it all here, and you can imagine how huge it is in the homeland of the Ghost Beast Clan!

The eight-headed snake shouted almost furiously,

"Who is it! Dare to make a sneak attack!"

Of course, no one would tell him the answer. At the same time, a white light flashed,

The eight heads of the eight-headed snake were cut off in two at the same time!

The huge body slowly fell down again, and this time he did not stand up again.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Lang looked at the white light in shock.

It was Angela, but at this moment, there was a pair of light wings behind her, holding a huge lightsaber, and her eyes were glowing with white light, without any human aura.

As if aware of Zhao Lang's gaze, Angela looked over at this time, but when she spoke, there was a mechanical sound without emotion,

"Zhao Lang, thank you for bringing out his godhead."

"Now, are you ready to die?"

(An An)